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sunsets ♡ sapphic musings ౨ৎ 12 days of pinkmas

The breeze caresses your skin, carrying the intoxicating scent of salt and sand from the ocean. Gentle waves crash against the shore, a moment of serene tranquility envelopes you as you’re lost in thought.

The beach has always been your happy place — freeing and calm — one of the only happy memories from a rocky childhood. It’s a place where worries get left behind and a feeling of complete bliss takes over — where the cool, salt air kisses your cheeks to let you know you’re safe — you can breathe again.

A place to watch breathtaking sunsets — a reason to be grateful for those little moments in life —

The sound of laughter filling the air frees you of being in your head — the light, musical sound igniting a fire within your soul.

And there she is, just a few steps away —wind playfully dancing through her hair, as she collects shells with a contagious joy — you can’t help the smile that begins to spread across your face as you watch on.

In that luminous golden hour, as the sun begins its descent, she turns to you with that smile — the one where her smile reaches her eyes causing those adorable crinkles that fill your stomach with 10,000 butterflies —

and she presents the prettiest shell she has found, as if it were a precious gift from the depths of the ocean. It is in that very moment, when the sun’s warm embrace casts a magical glow surrounding the two of you, that you realize she’s what makes it all worth it —

and you want to never want to spend a single sunset without her again.

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